Yang Xiaotao sat next to Comrade Lao Jin, with a plate of dumplings in front of him and a wine glass next to him.
Lao Jin's face was a little red. He didn't know whether it was because of drinking or because he was tired from going out today. He also responded silently when Yang Xiaotao spoke.
On the other hand, Ms. Cui's interest on the side was not diminished. She was still discussing with Ran Qiuye where to have fun and where to go tomorrow.
But after hearing Yang Xiaotao say he would return to the village tomorrow, Ms. Cui immediately asked what was going on.
Yang Xiaotao briefly talked about building greenhouses in the village, and Ms. Cui lost interest.
Ran Qiuye thought of the grandfather in the village and asked, "Are there many people going this time?"
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "People from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences plus those from the branch factory, I guess there are about forty or fifty people."
"It just snowed today, and the temperature will drop in two days. We need to do it before the temperature drops."
Ran Qiuye thought for a while, then looked at Ms. Cui, and finally asked, "Can the villagers come over?"
"It should be okay. There are quite a few people in our three villages."
"Oh, all right."
While the two were talking, Zhang Qing on the side saw Ran Qiuye's thoughts, and his grandmother suddenly said, "Grandma, let's go to the village tomorrow. I haven't seen the countryside here yet."
Hearing what Zhang Qing said, Comrade Lao Jin nodded, "Just in time to meet your grandfather and the others!"
Seeing that both of them agreed, Ms. Cui nodded.
Yang Xiaotao immediately said, "Okay, let's go back to the village together tomorrow!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Lao Jin, and both of them smiled heartily.
Finally no more shopping with you!
The next day, after Yang Xiaotao got up and cleaned up briefly, he took his family out and rushed to Yangjiazhuang.
As the car drove forward on the muddy road, the wheels swirled up snow and water to both sides, leaving deep car marks.
Mr. Jin was sitting in the passenger seat, holding Duanwu and looking at the situation outside.
The surrounding fields are all white, and the trees on the roadside are bare. From time to time, a few gray sparrows fly by, then land on the same tree and fly away with a huff.
This combination of gray and white makes the world look particularly deserted.
However, after the car ran for a distance, we saw villages, smoke, and more birds.
It is completely different from the pastoral scene in my impression. There are no fields, no chickens and dogs, but more openness and loneliness.
When passing by the village, Lao Jin also discovered that the village here does not look big and the houses are not high. When you look closer, the houses are very distinctive. The bottom one meter is made of stones, and the top is covered with soil. At first glance, it looks like an earthen wall.
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As for houses built with bricks, there are not many.
Yang Xiaotao explained that this kind of mud wall is very thick, the thickest one I have ever seen is half a meter, and it cannot be blown down by strong winds. In winter, when the kang fire is lit, the room will be warm.
Lao Jin was dubious, but did not refute.
Passing by several villages in succession, Yang Xiaotao introduced the names of the villages and told some interesting stories, which fascinated the people in the car.
As he passed several checkpoints and several patrol teams, Comrade Lao Jin clearly felt that something was unusual here.
Especially for the inspection when approaching the farm, even though the inspectors knew Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye, it was Lao Jin and the other three who registered and even asked for their travel certificates.
After the car entered the village, Lao Jin also discovered that the fortress at the entrance of the village was covered with a cover and was definitely not a fire stick.
This Zhuangzi is indeed as unusual as Yang Xiaotao said.
The car stopped outside the brigade headquarters. Yang Xiaotao jumped out of the car, greeted the old woman sunbathing on the roadside, and then introduced Lao Jin and others.
Hearing that it was Yang Xiaotao's grandpa who came, several old ladies stood up and came forward to say hello, and even invited them to sit at home, their enthusiasm was full of sincerity.
Lao Jin and Ms. Cui smiled and refused, and then walked home under the leadership of Yang Xiaotao.
When he opened the door, there was no one at home. Yang Xiaotao guessed that he must have gone to work.
Yang Xiaotao asked Ran Qiuye to take the elderly and children into the house to light the fire to keep warm, while he and Lao Jin went to the village for a walk.
The two of them walked south on the frozen path, with Yang Xiaotao supporting Lao Jin. The two of them wore thick cotton-padded jackets, but they still felt the cold wind blowing in the wilderness.
After walking for a while, Lao Jin breathed out the hot air and stood on a small slope. Not far away, he saw a group of people busy at work.
Yang Xiaotao stood beside him and pointed ahead, "That's where the greenhouse will be built."
Looking around, yesterday's snow seems to be even bigger here.
The snowflakes dyed the branches, fields, river banks, and mountains all the same color.
In the vast white sky and earth, birds occasionally landed on the ground, fluttering their wings and making rustling sounds.
A hundred meters ahead, in the center of a snowfield, dozens or hundreds of people were busy.
Some of them were carrying bricks, some were wielding hoes to clean the ground, and some were lighting fires...
The whole scene looks like a huge puzzle being put together.
Even on a snowy day, their faces were covered with sweat and sand, and only the flying snowflakes shone brightly in the sunlight.
“Bang bang bang”
When the sound came, Lao Jin saw several people working together to lift a huge piece of wood, which seemed to be used for pillars, which immediately caused cheers on the field.
"Come on! Hurry up!"
The old man on the other side is holding his waist and holding a pipe and pot in his other hand.
From a distance, these people look like ants, busy in the snow. The image is moving.
Even in the cold winter, in the snow, the restless figure still shows the progress and strength of mankind to nature.
Yang Xiaotao brought the old man forward. People on the construction site also noticed Yang Xiaotao. After a while, they saw Grandpa Ninth Uncle and several others walking towards Yang Dazhuang. Yang Xiaotao quickly introduced, "Master, this is my grandpa."
Mr. Yang quickly handed the cigarette pouch and pot to Yang Xiaotao, wiped his hands, and then held them with Lao Jin.
"Grandpa Xiaotao, hello!"
"Brother, how about you too."
The two old men with white hair held hands, looked at each other, and then smiled knowingly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then Uncle Jiu and the others also came forward to meet them, and Yang Xiaotao introduced them one by one.
"Brother, your body is still strong."
"It's no longer possible. I only have a few more years to live, but I'm content with living till now."
"Yeah, sometimes when I think about the past days and then my current life, I feel it's worth it even if I close my eyes."
"Yes, each generation has its own mission, and now it's the young people's turn to shoulder the responsibility. We can just watch from the sidelines."
As he spoke, the master fumbled for the cigarettes he was reluctant to smoke, took out one and handed it to Lao Jin. The two of them lit it, then stood aside and puffed away.
"Brother is right."
"By the way, how much do you remember about my waiter back then?"
After hearing this, the grandfather glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and then reluctantly talked about what happened back then.
"Master, grandpa, you guys are chatting while I go take a look."
Yang Xiaotao turned around and left as soon as he opened his mouth. Every time he talked about this past incident, Yang Xiaotao felt filled with panic.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao walking away, the grandfather sighed again, "This kid Xiaotao has suffered a lot from eating snacks..."
"Back then, his father Yang Laogen was from our lineage..."
The two old men behind him started talking, and Yang Xiaotao followed Yang Dazhuang to the original pigsty.
"This time we will use the original ring wall and add one meter to the top, and then we will use the frame to prop it up..."
The two of them walked among the crowd, greeting busy acquaintances from time to time.
"The village heard that he was going to complete a mission for the country, so he was very motivated."
"Every household has someone who is capable and helpful."
"Uncle Lao San and the others even took out the coffin boards. Those big logs are from the village."
Yang Dazhuang introduced it while walking. Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything, but his heart was full of emotion.
When the two came to a fire, they saw the old principal giving instructions loudly, pouring boiling water into the soil and starting to knead the mud.
"It's cold and cold water won't work, so I can only use this method."
Yang Xiaotao nodded. The old principal was very interested in meeting Yang Xiaotao and stepped forward to ask about the situation of the greenhouse.
Yang Xiaotao didn't hide anything, and told him about the greenhouse, but he didn't say what the grass was used for.
"Ever since I entered the city, I have never seen such a scene. Now that I am working with everyone, I feel like I am ten years younger."
The old principal was smiling on the side, looking at the busy crowd, he was even more energetic.
Yang Xiaotao smiled on the side and continued walking.
The time soon reached noon.
Everyone is still busy at the construction site. Construction will begin tomorrow and the shelves must be put up as soon as possible.
Yang Xiaotao also took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, swung the hammer, and hit the wooden piles one after another.
Not far away, Lao Jin followed his grandfather to help, holding bricks in his hands and handing bricks to the wooden shelf. The two of them were busy talking, and there were a few laughs from time to time.
"Eighty, eighty, eighty..."
Yang Xiaotao was chanting while swinging the hammer. Yang Shitou, who was cooperating with Yang Xiaotao in front of him, initially asked what eighty meant. Yang Xiaotao just said that he was shouting to work hard. Later, Yang Shitou also tried shouting a few words. Sure enough, it was really true.
Feeling a little bit.
When I reach my eighties, I feel so hot all over my body that I can’t even wear my coat.
"It's dinner, guys, come over and eat."
Just when the two men were about eighty feet down and smashed the wooden pile half a meter deep, they heard shouts from next to them.
When Yang Shitou heard that he was eating, he immediately raised his head and saw a group of women not far away carrying wooden buckets and baskets running towards them with quilts covering them.
Yang Xiaotao's eyes were sharp and he saw three people, Ms. Ran Qiuye and Cui, in the team. They hurriedly put on their clothes and stepped forward.
"Quick, let's all take a break and eat something. Let's continue when we're full."
Yang Dazhuang shouted from the side. Yang Dazhuang's family walked in front, carrying two baskets filled with prepared Erhe noodles. When he saw the crowd, he had a smile on his face, "Everyone, come here and get the pancakes, two for each person."
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"After you take it, go to Teacher Ran to get a bowl. There is a big bone soup in the back. There is meat in it. It's first come, first served."
Yang Shitou came closer and smiled, "Auntie, there's a lot of meat in it, don't give me a small piece, it won't be enough."
"You're the only one who eats the most, and you still have the nerve to yell at me."
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this, and Yang Shitou was not annoyed. He approached Ran Qiuye with the steamed buns, and then took the bowl. Zhang Qing was responsible for handing out chopsticks next to him, and then walked back.
Yang Xiaotao followed suit and walked forward with the same two pancakes, but when he came to Ran Qiuye to get the bowl, he touched his little hand without leaving any trace, and then received a big ball, which made Zhang Qing next to him look at it and pout.
Finally, when we came to Tietong, Ms. Cui didn’t know where she borrowed the clothes from. She turned tables very simply. When people came, she would use a spoon to serve food to them. Maybe she was inexperienced at the beginning. The first few times she did it, she didn’t know how to do it.
I didn't understand the essence of shaking the spoon, so I hit too much at once. Many people had half a bowl of meat, and some people were very happy.
Later, I saw that there weren't enough points, so I quickly reduced the amount. It was Yang Shitou's turn, and it was just one or two pieces.
But Yang Shitou didn't dare to say more. Someone had already found out clearly that this was Yang Xiaotao's grandmother. That was not just said casually.
When it was Yang Xiaotao's turn, Ms. Cui's eyes lit up. A spoonful was filled with meat. If she really gave it to Yang Xiaotao, the brothers behind her would probably have to drink soup.
"Grandma, just bring me a bone."
Yang Xiaotao didn't want to be talked about by his fellow villagers, so he pointed at the bones in the bucket. Ms. Cui was still hesitant, but seeing Yang Xiaotao's expression, she immediately understood that this was not a special time.
Without thinking much, he took out a big bone and put it in Yang Xiaotao's bowl.
Then he continued to serve people food.
When he came to the side and found a clean place to sit down, Yang Shitou looked at the almost meatless bones in Yang Xiaotao's bowl and pouted, then took out a piece and said, "Here, let's share it."
Yang Xiaotao shook his head hastily, "No, you can just keep it for yourself."
Then he picked up the bones and sucked up the soup on them. Then he said to Yang Shitou, "There is good stuff in this. I'll give you half of it when the time comes."
Yang Shitou was chewing on the pancake, and then he saw Yang Xiaotao breaking off the two ends, using his hands hard, and with a bang, the bone was broken from the middle, and there was a bulging mass inside.
Yang Shitou opened his mouth wide and held back the word "pervert" for a long time.
